When you are little, the words "Snow Day" are at the top of your list of most favorite things in the world! It conjures up thoughts of no school, playing in the snow for hours, coming in to warm dry clothes and endless cups of hot cocoa (with marshmallows of course) and anything else you could think of to do. Adulthood on the other hand....
When I was working it would conjure up fear of not being able to get to work, or if I did decide to get out in it would I get there...would I get stuck somewhere...and worst of all - would I get stuck at work!!! Thoughts of fighting people in the grocery store for the last loaf of bread, carton of eggs and gallon of milk - because everyone needs these and always seems to run out of them when the threat of the "s" word looms over our heads. Once through this hell that is grocery shopping, our next nightmarish thought is - will the kids be out of school? What will I do to keep them busy? what havoc will they wreak on my house? How many piles of wet clothes and dirty cups will I have to wash?! Aaaaaarrrrrggggghhhhh!!!
Then you look outside and see the snow falling. Beautiful fluffy white flakes, gently falling to the ground. Peaceful scenery everywhere. White, fresh, new. Breathtaking! And you watch your kids playing in the snow. In total awe of what they are seeing when it is their first time. Making snowmen, forts (we never have enough here to do that) and snow angels. Having snowball fights. Giggling, laughing, playing, tumbling, sledding...For a few brief moments you actually enjoy it. Ahhhh.
Until...they announce another snow day for tomorrow! ***sigh***
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